With a few exceptions, I have written nothing on this website without the help of a cigarette. At present, I am trying to figure out how to be a writer and a non-smoker at the same time. It’s not going very well. I’ll keep you posted.
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I forgot to tell you that on Saturday my friends and I were at a restaurant a few tables away from a couple who thought that The Onion was a real paper, and consequently, that this actually occurred. It was simultaneously funny and depressing.
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Apparently 23% of Texans still think Obama is Muslim. Hey, um, 23% of Texans? First of all, how dumb are you? and second of all, even if he was Muslim, so fucking what? and third of all, you suck.
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Dear Internet,
If you ever loved me, you will watch Pushing Daisies a bunch so it doesn’t get canceled and I can avoid a repeat of the dark, drunken day of November 11, 2006.
Love and delicious pies,
Alison
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“Where’s my ‘Straight girls say yes to, and sometimes even initiate sex with, boys they find attractive for any number of reasons’ T-shirt?” I’m not fond of this “Girls say yes to men who say Obama” poster, either.
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You Fell Asleep Watching a DVD, via waxy. The “Arrested Development” one is pretty much what my living room is like every six months or so.
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These debate question suggestions have been all-day entertainment for me. My favorites so far are “Who owns the moon? Is this a concern of yours?” and “Disney World or Yosemite?”
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Yay for you! I quit about 10 years ago. I went cold turkey after a few earlier failed attempts on the patch. The best advice I ever got was this: when the urge strikes find a quiet space and do your standard run-of-the-mill deep breathing exercises.
I hear you; it’s tough breaking the connection between two habitual acts. Hopefully the muse strikes.
I recently quit drinking (23 days sober). I used to write (prose and music) when I was drinking and I thought I needed to be drunk in order to be creative.
In order to get past that I started writing again - tiny things, a sentence or a line or two here and there. It’s been slow going, but I’ve managed to piece a few things together finally without the “help” of alcohol.
You’ll figure how to write without smoking, it just takes patience and perseverance… and a lot of swearing.
Yeah, isn’t that great? A cup of tea seemed to be something like a replacement. But I like tea a lot. And I don’t write very much anymore.
I was going to say its only a mental connection. But, after thinking about it, I quit writing when I quit smoking. I use to write a song a day, sometimes 3 or 4. I wrote a blog daily, poetry, scripts, etc. I can’t seem to write now. So, if there is a mental connection, I haven’t figured out how to break it.
Stephen King talks about it in his memoir “On Writing”. His was drink and writing… still, it might help to read it.
I quit about a year and a half ago. It was difficult. My creativity walked around numb like a zombie for 3months before it started to dethaw and come alive again.
Please don’t give up. I mean, please do give up the smoking. But please don’t give up the writing sans nicotine. You’re irreplaceable.